if I could
I would repaint the world
in hues of bluegoldgreen
cover up the black and white
in color felt not seen
turn eyes of man
to ears of child
purplepink
reconciled
swirls of laughter
surround spots of sin
blotted out by blank within
sweep my brush with sparks of silver
across an inkblack sky
making noise a child's laughter
silly songs of why
A fine solution of sight and sound, a glowing canvas conveys a bright transforming art. The mix of senses give an underlayer of dilightful abandon in wonderous joyful action. Yes, at least in this poem, you can!
